Lonely is the Hardest

Look out the window at the crowded streets belowSeems everybody has someplace to go.Look in the mirror with far away eyesCry in silence at a wasted life. Do you believe when I tell youThat lonely is the hardest.Do you believe when I tell youThat lonely is the hardest state of all.— Suzi Quatro 'Lonely is... Continue Reading →

I just feel so stressed out over certain things right now. Someone has to raise this point urgently.

From: Musings of a Trainee Battleaxe I can’t relax or sleep at night because I’m stressed out over certain things right now. I’m upset that due to having a disability involving the PDA nature of Autism most likely means that people will chose to punish me rather than help me. That is an awful way... Continue Reading →

Bookworm: To Siri With Love by Judith Newman

'My mom gets Reader’s Digest each month. In the October 2017 issue, they published an excerpt from Judith Newman’s book To Siri With Love. The excerpt piqued my interest, so I borrowed it from the library. On the exact day I started reading it, I saw a campaign on Facebook using the hashtag “#BoycotttoSiri” I read the articles about... Continue Reading →

Hacer puente Barcelona

I'm in Barcelona for a long weekend. Came over to surprise a friend. Writing this at Casa Almirall bar in the El Raval area. The people I'm staying with are at work so I'm sitting watching the world go by. Barcelona is a wonderful place and I feeling totally at home here. Beautiful architecture, friendly... Continue Reading →

So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish 

Just said goodbye to my support worker Derek. He has been made redundant and tomorrow is his last day at ISOS Housing - they had a £360,000 cut in funding. He introduced me to the guy taking over my case David who seems like a nice guy. I'm going to miss Derek though. He has helped me immensely... Continue Reading →

Early Birthday Mail

It's my birthday in 3 weeks or so and I only expected to receive as usual the one card. Joyce and John, an elderly couple who were dear friends of my late parents, send me a card on my birthday and at Christmas. They are the only people who do so. They have saved me... Continue Reading →

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